People give things and receive things all the time. Like help, presents, money and words. Not as in a bunch of letters stuck together to make a certain sound, but words as in vows, like, 'I give you my word.' But sometimes, the person we give our word to ends up being the person who breaks our tongues. Joanne and Leah had known each other since their early preschool years, so they believed that nothing could come between them, not even death.
It was a warm autumn's day when Joanne found Leah, her best friend and colleague lying unconscious on the side of the road.
She panicked. Her sweat and blood ran cold and her hands started to shake like paper in a hurricane.
"Leah! LEAH! Oh, God, please wake up!"
A bystander dialled 000 and told Joanne, "An ambulance will be here in 10 minutes."
"Thank you," she said in her warm but worried tone.
She thought long and hard about what was possibly about to occur, and came to a decision about what to do.
"Leah," she started, "I give you my word that nothing bad will happen to you. I promise."
Sure enough, the ambulance came to pick her up and take her to hospital. It was later determined that she had suffered a fall and a minor concussion. She was to be discharged from hospital after she had woken up and recovered. Joanne and her boyfriend Bill were waiting outside Leah's room when they heard this. Joanne let out a relieved sigh and fell back in the cold, blue chair and gripped Bill's hand. That feeling wasn't to last.
"Leah was my best friend since we were three years old. She was the best thing to ever happen to me, and the only thing between me and suicide. Minor concussion, indeed. They couldn't save her, and neither could I. But I loved her so much. May she rest in peace."
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GIVING AND RECEIVING
Ficțiune adolescențiPeople give and receive things all the time. But how often do you think about whether a thing is important to the giver or recipient? Or both?
